Tales of Glory

I can't believe the tales you tell me
I ain't buying the stuff you sell me
Listen baby, I'm telling you what
You think I'm sold but maybe I'm notYou tell me tales of glory
But I know, whoa, babe, it's the same old storyYou think I'm gonna fall for you
You reckon that I'm going right through
But I ain't no adolescent
I'm just gonna keep you guessingYou ain't gonna stitch me up
You'll find that I'm real bad luck
I'm gonna leave you, babe
But think of the money you'll saveYou tell me tales of glory
But I know, whoa babe, it's the same old storyLeave me out, leave me out
Sick and tired without a doubt
Get me out, get me out
Let me out of hereLeave me out, leave me out
Sick and tired without a doubt
Get me out, get me out
Let me out of hereEndlessly, endlessly
Your mouth won't set me free
Endlessly, endlessly
Rabbit in my ear